Why does Asher sound so smug?
“They can’t touch themselves or each other.”
Oh my gosh, it’s genius.
“Now,” he turns back to the men across from us. “Do either of you understand why you’re being punished?”
“Punished?” Trevor says with a raised brow.
Max is starting to look a little uneasy now.
“Yes. Punished.” Asher’s tone drops in anger.
I keep still, focusing on Max’s chest for the next part. I can do this.
“Tell us then,” Trevor gives him a mocking smirk. Big mistake.
“I’d be happy to,” Asher says with dark relish. “Max told me that you three played in this office. Just once.”
“Yeah,” Max glances at me with a wince.
“Max,” Trevor glares. “It’s called tact, fucker.”
“Ash had to know,” he rubs a hand along the back of his neck. “I’m sorry if it embarrassed you, Tera.”
I stay quiet with a serene smile. This is going to be so good.
“Tera told me her side of the event.”
“Okay?” Max says warily.
“Get on with it,” Trevor snaps, his lips going flat with anger.
“She didn’t get an orgasm out of it.” Asher smiles at him smugly.
“We wanted her to eat something,” Max protests. “She wasn’t taking care of herself, and Trevor wanted to motivate her.”
“I get it,” Asher turns the smile on Max. “I want to thank you for it.”
I suck in my cheeks to try and stifle my smile. Max’s brow furrows as he watches me.
“Why?” Trevor asks warily.
“Because I’m the first person to ever give my angel an orgasm. You boys just missed out.”
“What?” Trevor looks surprised. It’s nothing like Max’s reaction. He looks ready to cry over the knowledge.
“No,” he says as his shoulder slumps. “It could have been me.”
“It wasn’t,” Asher grinds the wound with salt.
“How is that possible?” Trevor asks, stunned.
“Angel?”
“I, um,” I stutter, trying to regain my footing in this game. I didn’t expect either reaction, no matter what Asher said. “I thought sex wasn’t for me. I hoped one of you would give me one, but I didn’t really think you would.”
They both gape at me. It’s making me start to get uncomfortable.